"Where I used to live there was this crazy cult and they wanted to summon their god or something, and they needed an offering. I was that offering. Anyways, after having worked my eyes something went wrong and they all died. I was found a couple days later and raised to be who I am now." She giggles.

[[That may be but then we should go on about deleting the one with 67 pages because it's gonna hit it very soon then. I'd guess the page limit is 80 then? Also I suppose it splits the thread to copy a tenth of the pages, 8, so you can read what has been said before. Maybe that's how this works...?]]

Stigma turns towards Firefly and smiles. "I think she is just a little too quick with believing anything that anybody tells her. Something about a killer killing someone and that someone reviving themselves..." She turns her head back to Aura and smirks. "Isn't allowed to and can't are two completely different things, my dear."